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002 Audio - The One Where Mike Tries To Barter

So...okay. Here's the thing. I can live frugal. I'm good at living frugal. There are fewer people out there who can dumpster dive as efficiently as I can. Trust me, my stone soup? Is amazing. I can make a Reclaimed Tuna Casserole Surprise that will knock your socks off.

As awesome as I am, even I can't make something from literally nothing, which is kind of what I've got at the moment. I say kind of because I have a whole bunch of little pots of home-made Floating Fruit preserves, jams, and jellies, and now that I'm officially out of money, I'm looking to trade them for...anything edible that isn't floating fruit. I've had my fill, thanks.

So, anyone out there interesting in jam for say...chocolate?
Or jam for bread?
Or jam for...seriously, anything.

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[Poor Mikey.]

It’s really cool! The Sector is leaps and bounds beyond Republic City back on my world. Seriously, I haven’t even had a chance to try out half of the gizmos and contraptions they’ve got around here. And this machine conditions the air! Without me needing to do anything.

[This is the most fascinating thing in her house right now.]

Wait, you can fly?? [She’s heard tell of some fellow foreigners who had the ability, even talk to a couple, but still. Here, flying is different than flying using airbending.]

[He's just about to poke fun at her for not knowing what an air-conditioner is, but...then he realizes he's talking to someone on the same device that works like the Vid Screens on Star Trek.]

Only if I happen to be hitching a ride with someone. I'm afraid I'm not quite that lucky.

[Mike: 1, Hypocrisy: 0]

Yeah, me either. Not yet anyway. [If her airbending master Tenzin were here, maybe then.] But the airships back home were pretty cool, even if I was on one for only a few seconds.

So let me guess: The Water Sector has a lot of water? [Her flattest tone ever.]

[\o/! Woo hoo!]

Never been on an airship, a plane, or even a helicopter. Maybe some day though, heh I've got this great plan that involves the postal service that I will totally try...someday when I get out of here.

[Someday.]

It does now, and it did when I got here, but for a while in the middle there? It was mostly polluted sludge.

...

I'm totally selling this, aren't I.

Sounds lovely.

[She is doing the best to keep her smile out of her voice.]

All right, where would be a good place to to bring the grub too? Hopefully nothing too sludgy.

It's SO speciest for you to assume that just because I...er...live in the Water Sector that I'd be sludgy.

[Or something....]

I could meet you half way?

"Speciest"? What does that even mean? [Seriously, she's kerfuffled.]

Alright Mike, let's meet at the central border of the Water and Metal Sectors then.

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You'll uh...I guess you'll see?

Okay, central border. I'll be there...uh. Shortly.

[Within ten minutes, Korra arrives in the middle of the border between both sectors.]

Huh. They weren't fooling around naming this the Water Sector, were they? [Speaking to herself out loud of course. On her person a sling bag holding the food contents.]

[The voice comes from the direction of the nearest sizable shadow.]

Yeah, not the most imaginative, but simple is effective.

Agh! [Managing to turn around in mid-surprise-hop, Korra instinctively assumes an opening stance.]

Oh you had better be Mike. [Taking a deep breath after her little shock, she relaxes and puts her hands on her hips. However she's still having a hard time making him out in the shadows.]

You are, right?

[Green has a way of blending into shadows in a way that black wishes it could.

Mike can be heard snickering from his shadow.]

I might be.

[Definitely sounded the same, wisecracks and all. She smiles, but can't help asking.]

So, are we doing this thing or is out in the open not a good place to trade for you? [Tentatively she takes a step to where his voice is coming from. Maybe he had a skin condition?]

I'm not...I'm not really used to being out in the open.

I mean, is...are there a lot of people around?

[She actually laughs at his shyness and makes an estimate of the kedan walking about in the Water Sector and Metal Sector.]

I wouldn't say a lot. [Since where she's from a lot means hundreds.] But if privacy is a problem, we can just use that alley over there. [There's a small string of shadows leading down the street into the back street.]

Just don't try any funny business.

[The silence seems to consider this.]

What kind of funny business are we talking about here? Funny ha ha? Or Funny Ack! That was my spleen?

Anything that isn't "Funny ha ha". You seem like a nice guy, I just don't want to find out that you're actually a creepy. psychopath, murderer.

[She squinches her mouth to the left side of her face.]

I don't get along with those types.

Good to know.

It's not that privacy is a problem, it's just...there'll be a whole lot less staring if it's only the two of us.

Race you to the back street?

[The question is punctuated with a slight muffled whump of movement.]

[That statement made her wonder, wonder long enough to-]

Hey! No fair cheating! [She called out trying to look angry even though she was smiling. With her foot forcefully sliding back into suddenly raised concrete, she used it to leap forward and break into a sprint. His head start, and her outcry, costed her valuable time. She tried thrusting her fists downwards at the last moments, firebending to propel herself into the air to make up the lost time.

She landed, her hand going to the sling bag to make sure none of the food fell out and she looked about to see whether or not she beat Mike there.]

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[The fact that she doesn't see Mike doesn't necessarily mean she beat him to the meeting spot.

In fact...]

Not bad, not bad at all. You move a lot faster than most humans I've had the privilege of meeting.

[Mike is crouched low in a corner of the backstreet. From here it almost seems as though he's nothing but a pair of white eyes, but surely that's a trick of the light.

Damn comic book conventions.]

[Korra's eyes widened when she heard his voice and located his eyes. Dang, he was a lot faster than just about anyone she's ever had the chance to race.]

Okay, I'm officially impressed. [One of her eyebrows raises as she takes the sling bag off her shoulder.]

Humans...?

[Mike takes a breath, rolls to his feet, and then walks into the light.

He's just barely shy of five feet tall, and while he has his bandanna mask on, it's draped around his neck. Slung across his shell is what appears to be a satchel-type bag.]

Uh...hi. So I can assure you the jam does not come pre-dosed with salmonella.

[Turtle humor, gotta love it.]

[Korra's mouth goes completely slack as she obscenely stares at Mike. After an awkward pause she finally says something.]

Are you a turtle spirit?

[Mike's sheepish smile freezes in place, and his eyes widen to a level that pretty much matches the look she's giving him.

Why?

Because she's pretty much just asked a guy from 1986 if he was a god.
And when someone asks you if you're a god, you say:]

...yes?

[Then he braces himself for the lightning that's sure to come out of her finger tips when she can tell that he's lying.]

Sooo that's why you didn't show yourself on my console.

[She clasps her right fist into the palm of her left hand and bows.]

A pleasure to meet you Mike. I'm Avatar Korra and you're the only spirit I've ever met aside from the previous Avatars.

[Happily she opens her sling bag in offering.]

I had no idea you were a spirit. No wonder you were so fast.

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